I’m sitting at Starbucks right now still without a job. The one I was sure I was going to get hasn’t returned any of my calls or emails. As we get closer to the Holidays, I’m really starting to freak out. I have enough money to last me through January, but if I don’t find a job by then, this experiment in LA is over.
So last night, I met my new BFF Orlando on Scruff. He invited me to the launch part of the new video game The Elder Scrolls Skyrim. Being a gamer geek, I couldn’t say no.
After we met for food, we headed over to the Belasco theater and began what will be known as the best night I’ve had in LA since I moved here. First, there were free booze and I wasn’t the designated driver. So I loaded up. By the end of the night though, I was pretending to be more drunk than I actually was so Orlando would take advantage of me. Anyway, I started drinking, playing the game and spotting B-list celebrities (Topher Grace and Lynda Carter). After a while, Jane’s Addiction came out and started rocking. It was at this point, in the middle of the crowd, that Orlando started grinding on my stiffening dick. I was in full boner mode by the end of the concert, made only more hard by the fact that four feet away from me were two guys who were making out. Two guys…making out…in the open at a none gay concert. This is a first for me and really makes me love this city.
After the concert, Orlando drove me home. Seeing as I live with five other people, we fooled around in his car. He sucked a mean cock and slurped up every bit of my cum. I was only disappointed that he didn’t want me to return the favor because I was in the mood that night to suck a thousand cocks. Oh well, I got mine and it was fantastic.
So ever since I arrived in this gay hamlet, I’ve had trouble feeling the sexiness I had hoped losing 45 lbs. would have attributed me. I thought, after losing the weight through hard work and dieting (you know, the right way) I would have the unending confidence of someone much better looking than I.
Yet that isn’t the case. Part of the problem is is that until Sunday, I really hadn’t found a crowd to run with. Throughout October, I was confined to my small section of the apartment because I was looking everywhere for work. I still haven’t found a job, but I have allowed myself to get out and see what this city has to offer (without spending much money). I went to gyms and nearly cried after I saw the bodies I was competing with. I went to restaurants and pissed away my money on okay-but-not-great food. It wasn’t until Sunday when I was invited out to Gym Sportsbar that I really felt welcomed in the city.
I love watching football, and I’m the only one of my roommates who watches the sport (even the straight guys don’t). So it was nice to be around a group of guys who were into the game as much as I was. I know once I get a job, that place will become a weekly venture for me. I met a cool couple while I was there (the guy who invited me ignored me the whole night) and as I stumbled home, I knew that there was a place for someone like me here in this city. I’m still having trouble feeling sexy when I’m surrounded by sex gods, but I know there is a chance I can find someone who does find me fuckable.
There he is…my dream man. He knows exactly how to waste terrible beer.
(via truckstop-troughman)
Source: imshaych
This may seem like nothing to most people, but last night I had what I believe is my first awesome city moment. And it happened while something that wasn’t really exciting in any way.
All I did was pick up my dry cleaning. Why is this so awesome to me? First of all, I’ve never had anything dry cleaned before. Second, I was able to just walk down the block and pick it up. It’s nice living in a place where everything you need is within walking distance.
Every time I see a movie or a TV show about people living in a big city, they always have dry cleaning to pick up. I guess that’s why I’ve always associated that with city living. I know smaller cities have dry cleaning, but there was something so metropolitan about it. I liked it.